This is a partially revived version. The word limit is 300 and i still have to cut 15 words - it tough to put on any information :(
I just rephrase it differently. Can you trim it down for me ?
I have just finished the Lion King a moment ago and suddenly the connections are made. The elephant graveyard, the Pride Rock, America, Vietnam; they all make perfect sense now. I can recall very clearly many years ago my father, Mufasa, warned us not to come to America, a strange place far from home and free from any of his protection. But his words meant nothing to my mother when she was seduced by my step-father, who promised us a better life. And we left our home. Soon enough, Scar showed his true face. In America our family had no power like the king's for him to extort; instead he had his eyes on my eleven year old sister. Fortunately, I found out one night when everyone but him was asleep. We were on the run the next day. Through many states, from Jackson, MS to the Seattle, WA, we are still running. Hakuna Matata, "No Worries," is our motto. We still believe that as long as all of us survive, together, we have the future by our sides. But with every blight comes a blessing. In the new land, Simba met Simon and Pumba like we met many good friends who helped us got through the day, who gave my mother and sister jobs to live by. After the movie ends, the words of Mufasa, "Remember who you are," continues to haunt me. Growing up a far from my Pride Rock reminds me that I still have a father waiting for me to be his son and two little brothers who eagerly urge me to show them "that-awesome-movie-about-me." The struggles of my family not yet cease to end and we are still fighting but I know in my heart that one day, when it is over, I will go back to my country and create a life all of us wanted in the Circle of Life.